You’ve got to think that Bon Scott would love it … and drive it.
A friend who was visiting from Milwaukee was driving with me downtown, when I mentioned the annual Brit Fest car show sponsored by Dick’s Bar and Grill, at that moment off to our right. He was at the time dressed like an AC/DC singer, complete with English Valley Cap (or is it just a beret?) and muscle shirt for possible use in viewing muscle cars.
He immediately noticed, parked closest to us, a bright yellow Victory car, vintage 1960s from the Continent, and pointed it out. (dejavu, I think this same thing happened last year!) What made this trek different was seeing another ’60s MG roadster parked just one street up on Locust.
That’s less than a block from the Smilin’ Moose, who for a couple of weekends this month has finally featured a woman DJ. I pointed this fact out to her, and she confirmed, “Yup, I’m the only female.” Perhaps making way for the lady is, as pointed out before in these pages, another DJ who is a dead-ringer for the drummer of, yup, AC/DC. I say dead-ringer because that guy was hauled from a concert stage and into an English courtroom for allegedly arranging a murder for hire.
A last double-shot moment on classic, or soon to be classic, cars: Not one but two advertising-based sports cars, with an oversize can of Red Bull hoisted on top of the roof, started the line that formed at a red light on Second Street the other day.